Shortstack Saturday - Yara Blackbrine
Cover by Queenchikkibug
A story about a busty gnome pirate captain who becomes the center of a blowbang with her crew after a successful pillage
Contains: blowbang, gnome, shortstack, titfuck, excessive cum, pierced nipples, size difference, big cock.
Enjoy!
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‘Looks like we got quite the haul today, boys!’ Yara Blackbrine mused as she stood perched atop the small collection of crates, chests and barrels that were stacked on the deck of The Siren’s Cutlass, her very own ship. ‘I’ll let each and every one of you get a pick of the loot tonight!’ She announced. ‘But first…’ Yara said ominously, before letting the words hang in the air.
Despite her makeshift perch, Yara was barely tall enough to meet the eyes of her crew. A collection of rough, scarred men that mostly consisted of orcs and humans. Yet, none of them dared to defy the gnome that was their captain. Off the port bow, the small harbor town they had sacked was still burning, showing just what their captain was capable of if and when she put her mind to it.
Not that the men didn’t have their urges. There wasn’t a man on deck that hadn’t fantasised about Yara Blackbrine during one of the long voyages on The Siren’s Cutlass, despite knowing full well that it was impossible and they would most likely break the small woman due to their difference in size.
Wild hair as black as the night sky poured out from underneath the tricorne head perched on Yara’s head, decorated with a long, red feather. It cast a shadow over her tanned, scarred face. A long, pale line ran from below her left ear, over her cheek and stopped just below one of her deep, sea blue eyes. It was a scar earned in battle. The right side of her plush bottom lip showed a similar, albeit much smaller, mark. This was earned in battle too. The captain always loved a good tavern brawl.
She was a tiny, fierce and beautiful woman as she stood on the pile of crates and seemed every bit the feared pirate captain as she placed her hands on a pair of explosively broad hips that her trousers could barely contain, while she pushed forwards a chest that looked far too large for a woman of her stature. She could not close the long, dark green coat over the huge, tunic-clad globes, even if she wanted to.
‘…I think it’s time we celebrate!’ Yara finally shouted, her pretty mouth quirking up into a smile when she decided the tense silence had lingered long enough.
The crew of The Siren’s Cutlass showed approval of their captain’s idea by roaring loudly while Yara broke open one of the crates she had been standing on, and pulled out a bottle of deep red wine from it. The gnome gave it a curious look over, before shrugging her shoulders and pulling the cork out with her teeth.
‘Ah… that’s the good stuff!’ Yara growled after taking a long drink straight from the bottle before plopping her large rear down on one of the chests.
The rest of the crew had decided to partake of the wine as well, while others decided to crack open casks of ale. Delicious smells also came wafting from the galley as The Siren’s Cutlass cooks decided to prepare some of the food they’d raided. All in all, it seemed like it was going to be one hell of a party tonight.
But the best was yet to come.
As the party was wrapping up, some of The Siren’s Cutlass’s men returned to their cabins, while others decided to simply sleep on deck underneath the stars. But a large portion of the crew surrounded the pile of loot that still lay stacked on top of the deck. Yara Blackbrine had not moved from the chest she had claimed as her seat. The only difference was that she had exchanged her bottle of wine for a bottle of rum. Now she eyed the band of humans and orcs surrounding her with curious eyes and flushed cheeks.
‘Well, boys! You’ve got your pick of the swag, what’ll it be?’ She asked, before bringing the bottle of rum to her full lips.
‘You!’ Her crewmates answered as one.
‘Well, alright. More coin for me!’ Yara giggled as she hopped off the chest.
Everyone surrounding her merely gawked at the gnome in surprise, clearly not having expected she would agree to their answer. If Yara noticed their incredulity at the situation, however, she ignored it. Instead, she shrugged out of her coat and carefully took of her tricorn hat before placing it gently on the chest she had been sitting on. Which revealed the red bandana she had wrapped around her head and usually wore underneath her hat. Afterwards, she pulled her tunic over her head with little hesitation, revealing her large, heavy breasts as well as a collection of tattoos that she had acquired at the different ports all over the world.
Her back showed a large octopus, whose eight tentacles seemed to grab her shoulders, or disappeared down the back of her trousers. Tentacles wrapped around her waist too, but these were barely visible seeing as they disappeared underneath Yara’s soft, heavy titflesh. The captain’s defined arms, meanwhile, were decorated with a collection of seafoam, fish, colourful sea shells and mermaids. Yara’s hard, pink nipples, which stood out sharply against her tanned skin, were pierced with silver rings that had little skulls dangling from them.
‘Aren’t they great?’ Yara asked with a fierce grin. ‘I had this elf melt down the silverware we nicked during our last raid and make them for me.’
The men ogling her bare breasts merely nodded numbly. One of them, a half-orc named Rufus, tried to reach a heavy tanned tit, but didn’t get very far before Yara grabbed the thick digit and bent it backwards roughly.
‘Sorry Rufus, but if you lads want to do this you’re going to be playing by myrules.’ She hissed while narrowing her eyes. ‘Understood?’
‘Yes, ma’am!’ Her crewmates replied as one. Well, except for Rufus who simply yelped in pain.
‘Good!’ Yara answered with a satisfied grin as she released the half-orc’s finger. ‘Well then, what are you waiting for? Trousers off!’ She barked.
With The Siren’s Cutlass’s crew being as loyal to Yara as they were, they instinctively obeyed her order. Belt buckles were being undone, boots got kicked off and, almost at the exact same time, several huge, swinging cocks came into view. Yara, for her part, had no problem with voicing her pleasure at the sight of it all and even moaned softly as she felt a large, fleshy dick smack against the top of her head.
‘It’s good to see that my crew is so…healthy!’ Yara growled as she reached for a prick at her left, and then her right. ‘Listen up, boys! I’ll be getting you off with my hands, my mouth and my girls,’ Yara explained, punctuating the last option by jiggling her tits for her crew’s benefit. ‘If any of you try anything funny, I’ll turn your cock into shark food. Understood?’
Everyone surrounding her nodded awkwardly, but seemed to have no problems with the arrangement. Despite her rather bloody warning, Yara could also feel the two throbbing members in her hands swell slowly. The weight pushing her head down also began to lessen, though it was quickly replaced by something warm and sticky that slid down her bandana and into her black tresses.
‘Glad I decided to take my hat off…’ Yara muttered to herself.
One of her orcish crewmembers, probably the one that had been resting his member on her head, decided to take advantage of his captain’s mouth after hearing her speak. One large, calloused hand grabbed the back of Yara’s head and turned it to the left were a huge, precum-drooling shaft was waiting for her and immediately battered against her full lips. Demanding entry into the gnome’s warm, wet mouth. Yara grinned in response to her crewman’s eagerness, and also because she felt his slimy precum coat her pretty lips, so she couldn’t help but open her mouth wide for him.
The orcish crewmember did not need any more than that. With a deep, dark grunt he forced his thick, muscular thighs downwards and rammed his fat, veiny green shaft down Yara’s gullet. Even though she should have expected it, having the orc’s thick rod stretching her throat caused Yara’s eyes to widen and tear up. It also appeared to have emboldened the others because she could feel hands grab her wrists as the crewmembers at her sides decided to move her arms for her.
Getting the hint, Yara began to move her arms herself. Within moments she felt their hot precum wash over her fingers and the pirate captain could move her small hands a little faster over the large shafts she was holding. Fat, lazy strands of the pearly fluid dangled from her fingers as drops of it splattered onto the deck, but Yara saw nothing of what she was doing. All that filled her vision was her orcish crewmember’s huge cock and belly as he continued to fuck her face hard enough to make his heavy, cum-filled balls slap against her chin.
‘Cap’n, I’m going to cum!’ The orc fucking Yara’s face growled. Of course, he didn’t slow down the pace of his pumping hips in the slightest.
But at least he had the decency to warn Yara. The two men she was jerking off simply grunted, after which the gnome felt hot streaks of thick, hot jizz splatter against her toned arms. No doubt covering her tattoos in the white slime. Evidently, the sight of his captain being blasted with cum was enough to get the orc off as well. Because a few moments later, he filled Yara’s mouth with salty spunk that had the consistency of oatmeal. At least before the orc shoved his hips down again and sprayed the rest of his load practically straight into her stomach.
Yara’s eyes unfocused while streamers of white jizz ran down the corners of her mouth as she attempted to swallow what remained in her mouth of the orc’s load, which seemed to be something she struggled with quite a bit. Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be. Once he was done, the orcish crewmember yanked his hips back, which caused the cum that Yara had tried so hard to swallow to spill out onto her chest when the orc’s fat shaft was dragged from her lips.
‘Bleh, you’d think I’d get used to the taste after spending so much time on the salty seas!’ Yara complained as she leaned back against a crate and grabbed her bottle of rum to take a large swig of it.
Rufus took advantage of her new position by grabbing onto Yara’s huge tits and sliding his erection between them. He had to stand bow-legged to reach it, which was kind of awkward, but the half-orc didn’t appear to care. Obviously he was simply happy to get his hands on the captain’s jugs. At first, he didn’t move. Instead, he simply stared in awe at Yara’s mountainous breasts and how the toffee tanned flesh seemed to spill from even his large hands. Not for the first time, Rufus and the rest of the crew wondered how their gnomish captain could be this stacked.
‘I know they’re impressive, Rufus. But you got people waiting behind you…’ Yara purred with a cocky smile. Then, her expression turned more serious and she barked: ‘So hurry up!’
Rufus immediately jumped to action and tightened the gnome’s huge breasts around his shaft, hissing softly as he felt the cold silver of her piercings against his warm skin before he began to move his hips. Lubricated by the jizz, saliva and sweat in her cleavage, Rufus’ pace quickly increased. Yet despite the size of his member, the tip of it never peeked out from between Yara’s tits. So the gnome simply smiled triumphantly at the half-orc, before taking another sip from her bottle of rum.
While the rest of the surrounding crewmen watched Rufus fuck their captain’s tits, one apparently wanted to do more than simply spectate and approached so he could push his shaft against one of Yara’s defined shoulders.
‘Y’know, it doesn’t hurt to say “please”.’ Yara grumbled as she pulled the bottle of rum away from her lips and grabbed the offered cock with her free hand.
That got her no response except for some pleased grunting as Yara began to jerk him off. Immediately her arm, which was still dripping with cum, was bombarded with clear precum. Rufus too had a sticky, silvery fluid drip from his cumslit and all over the gnome’s huge tits. Both he and the other crewman showed exactly how backed up they were feeling only a few moments later when Yara felt one shaft swell up in her hand, and the other between her breasts.
Huge, thick gouts of warm semen sprayed up from Yara’s cavernous cleavage, it didn’t stop at just her breasts either. The gnome’s neck and chin ended up being pelted by the ropes of cum too! Not only that, but when the dick she was holding released jets of jizz, several of them hit the bottle and a few globs even managed to slip inside of it when Yara brought it towards her lips. Not that it bother the gnome in the slightest. She simply took another swig of it as spunk rained down against the side of her face.
‘That doesn’t taste half bad, actually.’ Yara mused with a curious cock of her head.
While their captain savoured the flavour of cum mixed with rum, Rufus and the crewmate that had joined him pulled away from their captain. Rufus ruefully released Yara’s chest and rose back up to his full height. His shaft remained attached to the gnome’s huge, heavy tits via the thick ropes of cum that hung suspended between his cockhead and Yara’s hard nipples, but they snapped as soon as the half-orc stepped backwards. The same happened at Yara’s side when the crewman she had been jerking off moved away.
They were quickly replaced by two other crewmen, who each hoisted one of their thick, muscular arms underneath their captain’s armpits so they could pull Yara up on the crate she had been leaning against. Yara allowed the two to do as they pleased, feeling the jizz that had been clinging to her tits and arms slide down and off of her body where it splattered loudly on the crate she was now lying on, as well as the deck below it.
‘So boys, what’s the plan now?’ Yara asked after she finished her bottle of rum.
‘This!’ A human crewman with bright green eyes and salt in his short, blonde beard growled as he laid a shaft as thick as his wrist on top of the crate next to Yara’s head.
Taking the hint, Yara turned her head his way and opened her mouth. Allowing him to slide a cockhead that was nearly the size of his fist into her mouth. Meanwhile his buddy, a broad shouldered orc with a bit of a belly, straddled the captain’s tiny waist with his knees and forced his long green prick between the gnome’s cumsplattered tits. Like the crewmen before them, it didn’t take long before both their shafts started to drool precum.
Of the two of them, the orc was the first to finish. Thanks to all the semen and other fluids already coating Yara’s soft breasts, his pace was fast. And before the gnome knew it, both her face and her tits had received another load of hot, thick cum. But there was already someone else ready and eager to slide his dick between her knockers, it didn’t seem to matter to the men in her crew just how blasted with jizz her tits were.
Not long after, the blonde crewman whose cockhead Yara was sucking on filled her mouth with so much of his seed that it made Yara’s cheeks bulge outwards so far that she resembled a pufferfish. Someone else was also quick to take his place, Yara barely even had the time two swallow the hot, salty load in her mouth. In fact, it didn’t take long before her mouth, both her hands and her tits were all occupied again.
But nobody on The Siren’s Cutlass dared to use the gnome’s snatch. No matter how large the damp spot that had formed on her trousers seemed to grow…
* * * *
When the sun finally appeared on the horizon, no crewmember remained standing. Either they were simply too exhausted to stand, or had simply passed out. And it was fairly easy to see from their lack of pants that it had not been because of the feast they had had. The only one up and about was Captain Yara Blackbrine, silently humming to herself as she moved the loot from the deck into her private quarters.
‘Here I’d hoped… she wouldn’t remember that we gave up our share of the loot.’ Rufus groaned.
‘I knew what I was doing,’ one of his fellow crewman replied. ‘I’ve seen her drink like that before. It was all worth it.’ He added with a fierce smile.
‘Yeah…’ Rufus agreed with a tired nod, as he watched his topless, still cum blasted captain move back and forth, arms laden with treasure.
THE END
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